Poetry is to prose as dancing is to walking.

To penetrate one's being, one must go armed to the teeth.

We hope vaguely but dread precisely.

Man is only man at the surface. Remove the skin, dissect, and immediately you come to machinery.

The future, like everything else, is no longer quite what it used to be.

We are enriched by our reciprocate differences.

Peace is a virtual, mute, sustained victory of potential powers against probable greeds